I have been busy. Life has been suffocating. That’s playing it conservatively with my adjectives.
Today in the car I took in a deep breath and asked the kids to shut it for at least 10 minutes. I don’t do that. I rarely demand silence and if I do they never listen. They are verbal creatures who were born conjugating verbs. The worst discipline I could deliver is to take away their right of speech which, is why they never allow it to happen.
Thankfully, I am the master at dissociating. I hear the squeals. I feel the vibration of their wails but I am happy because I mentally teleport myself to a sunny place filled with waves, salty air and lots of humus. I would remain there longer if I could but humus makes me drool. The splashing of the drool on my lap is my check back to reality. If my mouth is dried out from last night’s Tylenol PM then one of my trio breaks into my mental mirage to ask “Mom, why do you have that unstable smile on your face?”
Today my mind was full. I couldn’t transport to humus island. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t drool. I could only hear the high pitch voices and sibling teasing. I think they saw the crazy in my eyes. I think they knew that if they didn’t zip it then bad things would happen. For the first time EVER, they were quiet. No one moved. Breathing (with the exception of mine) was kept to a near pass out minimum.
I inhaled and prayed and exhaled and prayed. Peace came and it was great. I felt like we were bathing in an eternity of silence. I looked at the clock expecting the passing of a good 10-15 minutes. I’m not good at predicting time. I die a daily death on my elliptical and a minute always feels like 10. But this time, in the car, THREE minutes had passed. Three minutes of silent bliss. Three minutes to allow me to decompress. I am thankful for those three simple minutes.
I thought about torturing my verbal addicts for another 7 minutes of silence. I smiled a stable, calculating smile at the thought. Then I released them from their verbal prison. They emerged cautiously and carefully. Our situation had been reset and I think I just discovered a new reset button.
The three minute reset button is still working several hours later. I just happened to glance over my shoulder while typing and saw this chillaxin’ sight:
I supressed my laughter while carefully moving in for a closer look. I discovered this waiting for me:
I’ll take another three minutes please……